| Like the kind of love that you read about in books
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| With those late night talks that you’re all about
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| But carefully you sent what they put out
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| You play your games and have an attitude
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| Just because you know that I’m addicted to that tune
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| Exchange your and push you away
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| And I’ll always reel you back for another day
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| Maybe I shouldn’t like you so much
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| You’re heavy on my breaking crutch
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| Please don’t say nice things to me
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| My heart is brittled and my head’s hazy
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| I had to buy like 53
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| Of those things that make me feel happy
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| And it sucks, you yell and curse my name
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| I wanna swallow 10 and then wallow in my shame
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| Well, it must be nice to hold your head so high
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| To see your breaking heart and not even wanna cry
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| Well, it doesn’t matter anymore
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| I put my guts out on the floor, and for what? |
| And for what?
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| It’s not like I even got a chance to stop asking you to dance
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| I don’t wanna do this anymore, you’re the one who shut the door
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| Maybe I shouldn’t like you so much
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| You’re heavy on my breaking crutch
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| Please don’t say nice things to me
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| My heart is brittled and my head’s hazy
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| Well, I know I shouldn’t like you so much
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| But I can’t help but missing your touch
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| Please don’t say nice things to me
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| My heart is brittled and my head is hazy |